Did anybody get undressed by a parent or a nurse during a physical at the pediatrician?

Did anybody get undressed by a parent or a nurse during a physical at the pediatrician? I remembered when I was young my mum always undressed me before the doc came in. One time I was about 12 I went alone for my physical . The Nurse called me and told me to strip to my boxers. But Instead of leaving the room , she started to help me taking my clothes off . That was very embarrassing.

Either the doc or the nurse would ask my mom to do it. They never underssed me. As far as I can remember it was only my mom.

Until the age of 11, I was almost always stripped down to my underpants. They did not undress, only if they brought with a cold. Always happened in the presence of mother, aunt or older sister (after she turned 1😎.The one who brought, then helped to undress, sometimes the nurse helped. At the age of 10, when a polyp was found in the intestines, she had to lower her panties as well. Sometimes they were forced to take them off completely.

I remember my mom doing it to me a couple times before I was 10, when I was reluctant. As a fantasy I love the idea of being stripped by nurses.

Yes when I went to the docs and they wanted to examine me fully they would say to my parents “can you strip him to his underpants please?" and my mum or dad would help me get undressed.

I would get undressed by the parent who was with me - mostly mom, sometimes grandma. I remember I hated but also sort of secretly liked that moment. Exposing to the doctor felt strangely “good”, even though I didn't know why.

Much to my dislike, the nurse would tell my mom that I was getting a full exam. I eventually learned that it would mean a shot. In the exam room, the nurse told to undress leaving me in my briefs. Mom would usually remind me to start even before being told. I learned to obey. The nurse then weighed me and next took my vitals including a rectal temperature.

As a preschooler- upon entering the exam room, my mother would be instructed by the nurse to “please remove his shoes and pants so we can get a temp on him.” After climbing onto the exam table, and after rolling onto my “tummy,” the nurse would lower my underwear with a “now let’s get these out of the way.”

When I was 11 and my brother was 3 we had an appointment for our yearly checkups. My brother and I were in suits and ties and my mom and dad were also well dressed as we had a family portrait just before our doctor's appointment. The practice was on a first floor office suite that had separate areas for boys and girls. We all went to the boys wing where the nurse took our height and weight in the hallway while we were both fully clothed. She said something like 'we will take off 5 pounds from each of you since you guys are wearing such nice clothes'. Once we were escorted to the exam room the nurse said something like 'im going to have your sons get undressed for their rectal temps and their actual examinations' I had no idea what a rectal temp was but my dad started to remove my clothes while my mom undressed my brother, that is he helped me to undo my tie and unbutton my vest and shirt. While he was doing this I was taking off my shoes,socks and pants and once my tshirt was removed I was standing in only my briefs . To my shock he then grabbed the waistband and harshly removed my briefs, I begged for them back saying that I don't want to be completely naked. I also realized that my 3 year old bother was just as naked as I was. While I begged to cover up my dad calmly explained that a rectal temp would be going in my rear end,so the briefs needed to be off. The nurse came back in and she was taken

aback saying 'they could have kept their underpants on' though my dad insisted that this would be faster for the doctor, so the nurse had my brother over my mom's lap while the rectal thermometer was placed in his anus. I lay down on the exam table and got my temperature taken. Sine I was 11 it was more the force in being undressed then anything sexual.

A few times my dad had to undress me at the pediatrician when I refused. It followed with me getting a spanking when we got home. I think the one time he even spanked me in the car before we got home.

I have vague memories, my dad and my oldest brother must have helped undress me. And they stopped when I can help myself.

I think everyone got undressed at or uptown a certain age at the pediatrician by the parents

At my pediatrician, they did most of the exam with me in only underpants. When the nurse brought my mom and me into the room, she told my mom to take everything off of me except my underpants, and my mom always took that literally by undressing me herself, through age 13. For my exams from 14 through 16, she let me undress myself.

Once I was wearing nothing but underpants, I would sit on the exam table until the nurse came back to walk me down the hall to get my height and weight. When she brought me back to the exam room, I again would sit on the exam table until the doctor arrived. I remember one time it was very cold in the room, and my mom saw me shivering, so she let me put a shirt back on. When the doctor arrived, he wasn't happy with that, and immediately took my shirt off again.

As the doctor would proceed with the exam, he was the one to pull down my underpants for me, and only once, when I was 13, completely remove them, so that I was lying totally naked on the exam table for a skin check. But in all my other exams, up through age 16, the doctor merely pulled my underpants down to mid thigh. Though this was sufficient for him and my mom to see everything, I took some comfort in the fact that I could pull them up quickly if someone else walked in to the room.

Once I was wearing nothing but underpants, I would sit on the exam table until the nurse came back to walk me down the hall to get my height and weight.

Did anyone see you when you went to get down the corridor to get measured? I would have found it embarrassing if someone in the waiting room had got to see me in my underpants!

I don't remember mom doing this after I was able to dress and undress my self. However I was terrible about taking my bath when I was supposed and procrastinating and if I got distracted playing or doing something other than getting ready for bed. Mom would come in yell at me off course but then she would strip me naked take me into the bath room give me a bath. Then dry me and dress me in my pajamas then I would get a spanking on bare bottom. And the last time she did this I was 16. And she warned all the way through high school she would continue to do it if needed.

Parents used to help me undress may be until 10 years of age or something like that.

It was standard for the nurse to tell mom to get me undressed to my underpants. So mom would take off my shoes and socks and then undress me until I was in my drawers. The nurse would take me down the hall to be weighed and height measured. Sometimes I would see another kid in his underpants at the scale. A little embarrassing if you recognize them from school. Occasionally I went with my aunt or a friends mom since my mom had to work. Got undressed by them too. This went on till I stopped going to the paediatrician when I was 12.

Did anyone see you when you went to get down the corridor to get measured? I would have found it embarrassing if someone in the waiting room had got to see me in my underpants!

The hallway was not visible from the waiting room, but of course medical staff saw me, and most years at least one other kid being weighed at the same scale. I only recall once when it was another kid and his mom being taken to the exam room by a nurse. That year, I was a freshman in high school who had just turned 14, so I was annoyed by the babying already, even though I had only just barely started puberty. But when we ran into this guy who looked to me like a high school senior (though he may have been my age and just not the late bloomer I was) and his mom in the hallway, not only was I embarrassed about them seeing me nearly naked, I was more embarrassed for him, being in that situation. At least it helped prepare me for the fact that I would be going through the same thing for at least another couple of years.

I was always undressedby the young nurse as soon as the exam room door closed.

I was always nude.

As far as I remember, when I was in elementary school, my Mom would tell me I had to get undressed to my underwear. She would either do this or I would. Only when I started the 5th grade did I go to the exam alone with my Mom waiting in the receptionist area.

Yes probably until Age 9 or 10. Mm would help me undress. When the Time came to remove underwear nurse or Doc would remove.

I was in state custody/foster care until I was 11. I was asthmatic and even so I received inadequate, inconsistent and substandard access to healthcare. When I saw a healthcare provider, I was only required to remove my shirt in most instances. A few times I had to undress and did so myself.

When I was 8, I was sent to a juvenile care facility after a visit to a hospital Emergency Department. My Foster Parents broke my arm and gave me a beating for spilling turpentine in the garage. I was overwhelmed with anxiety upon arrival at the group home. I was stripped naked and given a physical exam because I was abused and the damage needed to be assessed. After being examined, I was held down and given a sedative. This was the first day of a nine month residency in hell.

@daltonclancy I'm sorry that happened to you!

@daltonclancy, I'm sorry you had to go through all of that. 😭🤗

@daltonclancy, I'm sorry you had to go through all of that. 😭🤗

@daltonclancy I'm sorry that happened to you!

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Early years (up to age 5) mom or dad would have done most of the job of undressing me, just because I wasn't as fast as they thought I should be. Later years, mom or dad might help. Usually removing shoes and socks while I worked on removing my buttoned-shirt, then they might pull my t-shirt over my head. By age 8 or 9 I was doing it all myself, often before being told to.

Not all exam rooms had a scale so sometimes I walked to another exam room in just my underpants to a room that had a scale.